After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Chapter 153 "Don't move!"



Chapter 153 "Don't move!"

If the system was present at this moment, it would definitely nod and say yes without hesitation.

Unfortunately, the system is timid and has not shown up again since Wen Hemian returned to Beijing. Is it really not afraid that her mission will fail?

Wen Hemian shook his head and strongly condemned the system's irresponsible behavior.

Besides, think about how much she indulged Xie Lang. No matter how messed up the things he had done were, would it be useful to hold a grudge against him now?

But these were scenes she had envisioned before she returned.

Well, Xie Lang is different from others anyway.

After Xie Lang finished washing up, he saw Wen Hemian sitting there thinking about something. He walked quietly behind her without rushing to disturb her.

Wen Hemian noticed something and tilted his head: "Your Majesty, are you trying to scare me?"

"No." Xie Lang shook his head, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Wen Hemian was wondering what bad idea he was up to when she was suddenly picked up. The feeling of being in the air made her feel uneasy, and she subconsciously grabbed the collar of Xie Lang's shirt.

"Next time before you hug someone, can you tell me in advance?"

Wen Hemian was still frightened and his mind was a little confused.

Xie Lang decisively refused: "No, I told you, Han Shuang won't let me hug her at all."

As he spoke, he lightly weighed the weight in his hand and frowned: "Why is it still so light?"

Like a feather, it seemed like it would fly away if you weren't paying attention, just like it did on the edge of the cliff three years ago... Xie Lang's expression was slightly cold, and he tried hard not to let the person in his arms notice anything unusual.

Wen Hemian was too weak to argue with him until he was put on the bed and wrapped in his arms.

She sighed, it really was a habit that became second nature.

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There was a tall loquat tree in the courtyard, bearing many fruits, all of which were bright yellow and sweet. Before returning to the palace, Wen Hemian picked a lot of them specially. Except for the ones he ate himself, he distributed the rest to the palace servants.

The whole palace was filled with joy for a moment. Lai Xi held the loquat in his hand, feeling full of emotion that the good days of the past were finally coming back.

Lord Wen is still the best.

Wen Hemian felt that he was not feeling well.

Looking at the tasks that were shared with her, she let out a long sigh. After three years of leisurely life, she could not escape the life of a corporate slave after all.

Returning to the court is not just talk. She holds an important position and has to deal with a lot of matters besides the usual meetings. The sudden change makes her very uncomfortable.

He said it himself. Wen Hemian rubbed his brows, picked up his pen and got into the state. It took him a whole morning to finally finish it.

Looking back at the mountain of memorials on Xie Lang's desk, he suddenly felt a little relieved.

Wen Hemian rubbed his wrist and asked, "When will the princes leave the capital? Are any of them persuaded?"

"Yes." Xie Lang said, "I have a few letters they handed in. A few of them have given in, and Ye Qing is still lobbying and persuading the rest. I guess they will leave after the Dragon Boat Festival."

"Dragon Boat Festival...it's almost Dragon Boat Festival." Wen Hemian was in a daze for a moment, "Time flies by so fast."

She came back in late winter, and now it's almost summer.

"With Ye Zhaoxuan here, there will be no problem. How are the spies you sent out to investigate the situation in the north?"

"The news came back that Prince Jia did raise a lot of private soldiers in his fiefdom. The relief grain sent by the court was intercepted by them, and they distributed half of it to the people in their own name. This is really excessive."

A murderous intent appeared in Xie Lang's eyes.

"It seems that he is not a good person. We should prepare early and eradicate him as soon as possible. Otherwise, if this continues for a long time, it will be bad for the reputation of the court."

The common people don't care about the fights among the royal nobles. They only care about whether they can have enough food and clothing. They don't care who sits on the dragon throne. Prince Jia is now building momentum for himself, and his wolfish ambitions are obvious.

"The Northland... If I remember correctly, his fiefdom should have an area adjacent to the barbarians. We should be prepared for the worst."

At this point, Wen Hemian had already made plans and was ready to write a letter to his parents.

Firstly, it was to explain the current situation between her and Xie Lang, and secondly, it was to let them be prepared to prevent being attacked from both sides. No one could explain human nature.

"I have sent Feifeng ahead."

Xie Lang has been emperor for many years, and he understands the principle of preparing for a rainy day.

Wen Hemian nodded, understanding that he knew what was going on, and said no more.

The princes who remained in the capital were visited one by one. They were uneasy and a little panicked. They all knew what the emperor meant, but there was no reason for them to give up what they had obtained. They could not imagine how Xie Lang would deal with them.

Xie Yong looked at their cowardly appearance and sneered secretly: "Do these idiots really think that the little emperor will let them go?"

The men didn't dare to answer.

Xie Yong looked at the picture of the beauty in his hand, and his mind wandered. He thought of the clear and gentle tutor. Her appearance and figure were truly top-notch. Just thinking about her made people feel distracted and they wanted to put all the good things in front of her.

No wonder the little emperor imprisoned people in the palace, he is really so lucky.

They said they let her return to the court, but didn't they still let her live in her own palace?

The only thing Xie Yong hated was that he was born late, otherwise it would be unknown whether Emperor Shun would have sat on the throne.

Xie Yong laughed and said, "I asked you to deliver a message to King Huailing. How is it going?"

I don’t know if Wen Hemian’s instigation will work, so I might as well try to instigate her parents. Those two love their daughter very much, and I don’t believe that they have no opinion about the little emperor at all.

As long as there is grudge, it will be much easier to make some move.

The subordinate nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it has been done secretly. It is said that the person is on his way back now."

"Very good." Xie Yong smiled twistedly and threw the picture of the beauty to the ground, feeling it was boring.

One day, he also wanted to bring a beauty like that to his side and play with her.

……

Before going to bed, Wen Hemian sneezed three times in a row.

Her intuition told her that she must have been targeted by a villain.

However, Xie Lang felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy and quickly wrapped her in a quilt.

"Did you catch a cold? I'll call the imperial physician..."

"Need not!"

Wen Hemian quickly grabbed his sleeve and said helplessly: "I didn't catch a cold, I guess someone said something bad about me."

Xie Lang reached out his hand suspiciously to touch her forehead, and then carefully looked at her for a long time, confirming that she was telling the truth, and finally let go of his hanging heart: "Okay."

Wen Hemian quickly took the opportunity to pull off the quilt wrapped around her body. The weather was getting warmer and she almost didn't need to cover herself with a quilt at night. There was also a clingy big dog that insisted on staying close to her. No matter what she said, it was useless. It was really distressing.

"Early to bed, early to rise." Wen Hemian threw the quilt over his face as if to take revenge, and said calmly, "We have to go outside the palace tomorrow."

Xie Lang laughed, "Okay."

Fell asleep in someone's arms, contentedly.

But whether it was because of the hot weather or for some other reason, neither of them slept soundly. While sleeping, Wen Hemian vaguely noticed that the person behind him was breathing heavier.

She opened her eyes dazedly and was about to turn around to ask Xie Lang what he was doing when someone grabbed her shoulder unexpectedly.

The hot breath fell beside my ears, and the voice was low and hoarse: "Don't move!"


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